There is one quiet place left on this earth. One quiet place where there are no phones, no news tickers, no instant messages or even music.
In order to find the things in this life worth holding onto, we must first master the art of letting go.
There is more to this life than believing what you have right now is all there is, that this is all you can get, that you’re stuck. There is more out there; go get it.
This is me deciding I can’t control everything and I have to be okay with that. This is me deciding things will be okay – somehow, someway.
Look inside for happiness, not outside.
I miss being understood. I miss being accepted. I miss being loved.
Don’t go back to him just because you’re scared to be alone.
“I guess my love was overwhelming for you.”
I think I’m supposed to feel fulfilled by bright pink sunsets and monumental confessions of love and grandiose gestures and stories with happy endings and books where all the characters live and when the guy I like tells me I’m pretty. But instead I feel the most myself when nothing is really happening at all.
If you know that you can’t be what I need, stop clinging on to us, because I know that I’m not yet strong enough to resist your pull.